Grandmaster Caz
Grandmaster Caz
Grandmaster Caz
Grandmaster Caz
Grandmaster Caz
Grandmaster Caz
Grandmaster Caz
Grandmaster Caz
Grandmaster Caz
Grandmaster Caz
[Intro]
Most people say hip-hop began in the Bronx, others say Queens, and some say Brooklyn — why don't you set the record straight?
It started in the Bronx, Boogie Down Bronx, no question
[Verse 1]
I, your top-billin', I’m cold chillin'
I’m killin' a villain, I’m illlin', willin', and still in
The race, taste my bass, plays my face
Wild, so what’s the flavor? Pow, how you like me now?
Top-gunnin' and rippin' and runnin'
And cold number one-in' it, I put the fun in it
With beats that hit ya, rhymes that get ya
'Cause when I’m with ya, you can’t sit ya
Ass down, keep going, rain, sleet, and snow and
To-in’ and fro-in', Caz is goin' off
Caz is goin' off
[Verse 2]
Morning, noon, and nighttime, I’ll be cold rhymin'
I’m in my prime and shining like diamonds
Using great grammar, dancin' like Hammer
Buckin' like an M16, my drum machine
Is cold kickin' it, fans are rap [?] it
And ain’t nobody lickin' the beat, it’s too slick and
It rocks you like thunder, so hard to undеr-
-Stand, I’m rap’s wonder and
I just won’t let up, got a new gеt up
You can’t get fed up until you met up
With the rhyme writer who’s at the height of
My game, not the same old same ‘cause I show no shame
And I'ma flip before I break North
Get hip money grip, Caz is going off
Caz is going off
[Verse 3]
Buy a cassette of GM, pop it in your BM
Pump it up loud and clear so all y'all can hear
How hype the type of shit I’m on is
I even beat the Wiz
I got things to tell ya, rhymes to sell ya
When I fell ya laughed, so how the hell do ya
Think I’m feeling, dancing on the ceilin'
Rockin' and reelin', wheelin' and dealin'
Rollin' and rockin', clockin' Gs
And I'ma keep on making these
Dope tracks on wax and tax the new jacks
Face the facts, I got stacks and stacks
Of [?], don’t drive a Yugo
Sucker want static? Here comes a judo
Chop, when I hit ya, hope the Lord’s with ya
Let your mouth get ya into a situation
Where you have to fess and be proven soft
I'm on the mic and I’m going off
I’m like a siren but I’m not hirin'
Caz is on the mic and I’m going off